Avenging Laura (Special Forces: Operation Alpha)

Chapter 12

CHAPTER TWELVE

Highlander sat back in his seat. He purposely chose, along with everyone else, to sit on the same side as General McCoy. They didn’t want to be anywhere near Kathy when the shit hit the fan.

“What the hell is going on? Instead of Coronado, I was brought here,” General Travis McCoy demanded as he looked around the room.

“Sir…” Mike started to say until the door opened.

Everyone turned when the conference room door opened and in walked Kathy with Toi O’Roark and Angel Moretti standing behind her, both with their hands gripping their vests and a dark look on their faces. Yep, Kathy showed her ass.

“Donna?” General McCoy looked at the doorway shock obvious in his expression.

“Who the hell is Donna?” Jeannette asked, looking between the two. “Her name is Kathy. You gave this man a false name?”

“Well, yeah. I was a married woman.” Kathy sneered at her mother when she outed her on the name thing.

“Wait, when we were together all those years ago, you were married?”

“Y-yes. Your unit was doing cross drills with my now ex-husband at the time. When you left to go back to your original base, I had my number changed so you couldn’t find me,” Kathy admitted, looking at everything but the people in the room.

“Ok. What the hell is going on here? Why are you all so damn adamant that I be here and have her admit she fucked around on her husband, and I was a fucking idiot back then?” General McCoy demanded as he looked around the room.

“Kathy, if you don’t tell this man, I will and when I tell him, it’s not going to be pretty,” Jeannette warned her daughter as she tapped her cane on the floor for emphasis.

“Tell me what?” General McCoy looked between Jeannette and Kathy in confusion.

“I-I got pregnant from our time together. Y-you have a daughter. Laura,” Kathy stammered as she fidgeted with her fingers refusing to look at the man.

“My wife.” Highlander stood up as he spoke to the General. “Laura Renee Pratt MacLeod. She is a detective with the Human Trafficking Task Force here in San Diego. She is also the sister-in-law of Mike MacLeod who serves under ye.”

“Where is she? Why isn’t she in here?” General McCoy questioned as he looked around the room at the women of Alpha Squad one by one.

“Because my dipshit of a daughter allowed that asshat of an ex-husband to abuse your daughter. Forced her to marry a Marine who abused her and their son, your oldest grandson. Now said asshat of an ex-husband had her kidnapped because she and her team were close to finding him and shutting down his trafficking operation. She’s missing. We just found out about the affair ourselves, which is why we are now informing you, young man. Congrats, you’re a daddy and you damn well better treat my granddaughter like she should have been treated. I’m still sour with the fact I let this one lie to me about what was going on,” Jeannette admitted to General McCoy as she tapped her cane against the floor again.

“What is being done to find her?”

“We’ve done everything we can think of. Her rings, necklace, vest and boots were taken off. All items that had trackers in them.” Captain Irby sighed heavily as she gave General McCoy the rundown of what’s been done so far.

“Ghost…”

“I’m on it, sir. We all are. She’s always been ours since she saved Wolf’s life a few years ago. But now that we know she’s your daughter, she’s solidly ours.”

“Besides Dominick, and this Maria person, how many other children are there?” General McCoy asked, glaring at Kathy.

“Dominick and Maria are the only two we had together. Laura is the only one I had from you. David has several from other women he’s had affairs with.” Kathy sighed as she sat down in the chair that had been appointed for her.

“You mentioned a Deanna earlier. Who is that?” Captain Irby refused to give Kathy even an inch.

“Ah, the Placid tramp. Her family has been trying to get that woman married off to any asshole who would take her skanky ass off their hands.” Jeannette rolled her eyes at whoever looked her way.

“That was who David was in love with when he got drunk at a party and we slept together…”

“She tricked him into sleeping with her, more like it. Got him drunk on several occasions and then took advantage of his intoxication. I still don’t know which one of you two were a bigger whore, you or that Placid twat. It was like a fucking game with whose twat was made out of gold more. The only reason you won was because you got knocked up,” Jeannette held nothing back when she berated her daughter’s faults.

“Well, if you and Daddy…”

“Yeah, yeah. If we hadn’t suggested you marry the rich Mr. Magoo looking dude. I’m glad he didn’t marry you. Ruth was a better fit for him anyway. He’s a good boy. I don’t know where I went wrong with you. You were always like this. You never wanted for anything. You were spoiled rotten. Your father didn’t deserve the treatment you gave him in the end,” Jeannette told Kathy, shaking her head at the woman.

“Well, he left me out of the will when he died so you should be happy.” Kathy sniffed as she glared at her mother.

“What the hell did you expect? You didn’t call him. You didn’t visit him. You demanded that he make David marry you when you found out you were pregnant. You threw a fit when you found out he was on the way to the courthouse to marry that Deanna chick. You threatened to go to David’s command and cry rape. You were horrid. That’s not how we raised you!”

“No, you didn’t always give me what I wanted. You thought tough love was the way to go when I acted out. You spoiled Ruth and Charlie as if they were the best little fucking angels on the planet. I was a fucking afterthought.”

“Lord, help me with this child I should have spit instead of swallowed. Kathy, you were treated with the same respect as the other two were. You were expected to get good grades, just like they were. You had chores, just like they did. Did your father and I rely on you a little more with them? Yes. You were the oldest and you were also paid when you were babysitting them, and you were even given a fucking car. Something your father put in his name. Yet you nearly ruined his credit when you refused to pay the damn car note claiming it wasn’t in your name, so you didn’t have to do shit.” Jeannette smacked the table as she glared at her daughter.

“As much as I hate to say it, Grandma Jean, I’m kind of glad you did swallow instead of spit. Because we have Red on the head and Dom over there,” Diesel quipped, having everyone looking at her like she’d lost her head.

“Well, dear, as my late husband used to say, spitting is for quitters.”